Date: Thu, 2 Nov 2023 10:54:49 -0400 From: Gene Moser Subject: Mel (inda's) Story Bisexual Adult/ Minor Mel(inda's) Story by Larry Marian This tells the already published story from Perry's point of view. When I was almost eleven I was at a sleep over with three other girls. That night my parents died in a big car crash. My closest relative was a very wealthy uncle who was a quarter owner of a large hotel on the grounds of a major international airport. Once the funeral was over I was taken in by my uncle and moved to my own room in the hotel. Also were his two sons, George who was fifteen at the time and Simon who was eleven who shared a room with his older brother. My room was an apartment with a big bedroom, a full bath, with a two person Jacuzzi, plus the living room. It even had what was called a wet bar. What surprised me was George and Simon led me into their suite where they took out an imported beer each. "Melinda, if you want, you may have a beer - and only one beer - every day," George said. "But do not have more than one." "I don't think I'll have any," I said. "I've had a few sips." "That's fine," George said. "But no more than one." George took me by my arm. "Don't do anything stupid." "I won't,"I said. "Something about your dad worries me." Both George and Simon nodded their heads. Three days later my uncle and aunt had a party for four friends and included George, Simon and me. All the men and teen males wore a tux while I had a pretty yellow dress which seemed to accentuate my wearing a bra. The party went quite well until the dessert appeared. It was some fancy looking thing after the rack of lamb, or so I'd been told. The server went to place Simon's dessert just as Simon moved his arm, knocking the plate and dessert to the floor, breaking the crystal plate. The guests sort of shook their heads, while my uncle looked mad and my aunt looked scared. But the dinner continued as Simon sat silent for the rest of the meal. The guests departed soon after the meal was over. "To your room, Simon," their father said. "George and Melinda please follow them." I looked at Simon to see his face all twisted, his face contorted with obvious fear in it. "Simon, that was a very expensive plate you broke. You know you must assume responsibility, correct." "Yes, sir. But Mr. Taylor hit my arm. Please..." "I saw you do the knocking. Assume your position. George, take your position." I saw George also looked pained but he stood by Simon's bed until he stood up in front of George. I was bewildered when George removed his formal jacket. Then he quickly began to undress from the waist down. I stood surprised as I suddenly saw a teen age boy with his cock hard, the first one I had actually seen. To my surprise Simon knelt down in front of his older brother. I'd heard some stories of "blow jobs" but I wasn't sure. Then, an eleven year old girl actually saw my cousin George take his thick, hard cock (or at least I thought) to present it to Simon, who then took it and began to bob back and forth. I was shocked. But then Simon acted like he had swallowed, then removed his dress jacket, pants and jocks. I wasn't real sure if Simon was joking or something. My uncle came in with a paddle. Tears in his eyes, Simon bent over, his hands on his knees. "Watch this Melinda. Such a pretty girl as you should never have to face this punishment." With that my uncle raised the paddle on Simon's bare butt and brought it down on Simon. "One," George said. Simon rocked forward. "NO!" I called. "My parents never beat me!" "Never mess up and you never will be. But you must obey," my uncle said. "Two," George called. From where I stood I saw a red mark on Simon's butt. I tried to call out, but bit my tongue. I felt George take my hand, keeping me from seeing his father. "Three," he called. I wanted to turn my head, but seeing both George and Simon's stance, I looked as far away as I could, but with some view of Simon, as "Four" resounded in the bedroom. "We will stop here. Melinda has seen enough. Let us all hope and pray she will not have to receive such admonishment." With that, my uncle turned on his heel to leave my cousins bedroom. "Fucker," George said. I took the four steps to Simon to put my arm around him. "This is awful," I said. "Can't we call the police?" George laughed. "At least a hundred million dollars does a lot. You just have to learn, Mel. He can do wonders some good, and some awful. Just be glad that you have not been punished like me or Simon." "I hope not, too," I said. So a couple of years later I turned thirteen, with George at seventeen and Simon at thirteen also. I had a few minor restrictions, mostly done by my stepmother and a few others by my uncle, but all in all things went fairly well. Still, I saw both my brothers (who I thought of as my brothers,) get a swat or two. One thing I found may be funny, was the blow job punishment. I'd gone to one of my eighth grade friends for an afternoon birthday party. My three year long friends knew about what happened to my parents, so there seemed to be no problem. "So your brother gets a punishment because his brother has to suck the other's dick?" my good friend Becky asked. "Sorta like that," I responded "You ever have to suck a dick?" Becky asked. "No," I responded. But I had to watch both my brothers suck the other." "Wow," my fourteen year old friend said. "You suck a dick?" I laughed. "Not yet," I said. "Pardon me, but it's time to try a different beer." "Enjoy," she said as I asked for a stout for a change. It was't to long before both Simon and George came to my apartment. As a rule the boys left their room open and I left mine open so the two came in wearing pants and a t-shirt. "Mel, I think you need to know about the facts of life," George, now seventeen said. "I think I know about them," I replied. "The facts of oral sex," Simon said. "We're the same age, Mel. I guess you don't know but George and I normally get a blow job a week from a friend and we give them one in return. So we think you should join the club and learn to suck dicks, too. And we'll teach you how to go down on a girl." I made a face. "Doesn't it taste bad or something?" I asked. Both George and Simon shook there heads. "No. You'd have to go without a shower for a couple of weeks for a taste. There is a taste when the guy cums, but it's not like pee or vomit or stuff like that. It's sort of like oatmeal, I guess. I just swallow it," George explained. "Yeah. The first couple of times I pretended it was a lollypop. Sort of fun," Simon said. "So you really want me to do this?" I asked. George and Simon looked at each other to exchange glances and grins. "Yes, Melinda, we do. Join the club," George said. "Let's all three of us take off our shirt." I looked at the two brothers as they began to pull of their t's so I gritted my teeth and did the same. "Okay, Mel. Guess your bra comes next." I glanced down at the small mounds on my chest - a 30 A. The only boy who'd seen my boobs was Harold from the birthday party. He'd come back over the next day. His parents were gone and we went to his room and made out. After a half hour of kissing, frenching, and mild caressing, Harold got his hand under my top and then minutes later he had my top and bra off. In a feat of bravery, he got his hand on my covered pussy, but it went no further and my bra came off to the pleasure of George and Simon. "That a girl, Mel," Simon called as he saw my baby boobs for the first time. "Shoes off and then pants and undies," George said. "Okay," I said, with a sudden desire to get this over with. At once I shed my shoes, then pulled off the shorts I'd had on, followed by my panties. As I looked up I saw Simon pulling down his boxers, showing his about four inch hard dick sticking straight out at me. George was maybe two seconds behind, but he had to have at least a six inch cock in length and real thick. He also had a thick nest of dark pubic hair, much more than Simon had, which was just a few wisps of hair, less even than me. "I guess I'm ready. What do I do?" I asked as I smiled. "So, I think you should suck Simon first and then me," George said. "Look, the first rule is to cover your teeth with your lips. Don't let his cock slip out of your mouth - start out by going back and forth, slow at first, than faster. Simon will let you know when he's about to cum. As you advance, you can hold the cum in your mouth, then swallow. Every guy I know thinks cum is nice. May take a few sessions. You ready?" "Yeah," I said. "But if I don't like it, I'll stop," I said as a bit of warning to my cousins. "You'll like it Mel. Really," Simon said. "Okay, George and I talked this over. Mel, sit on the bed - either one. I'll stand in front of you. You lean forward a bit to make contact. Lick my dickhead, then slowly take my cock in. Then, go back and forth, gaining a bit of speed. When I feel Im about to shoot, I'll warn you - `Mel, bout to cum' - and then I do cum. Hold all of it in your mouth, then swallow." So my first blow job started. I did what Simon said to do, and mostly I did. It almost seemed like Simon's cock was in my mouth for a year, but finally Simon warned me and the warm, thick cum entered in three spurts. Simon said, "That's it," as I swallowed. "Good job. Now George does his thing. So George and I lined up and I sucked off my second cousin of the evening. He took longer and shot more cum. His cum tasted a bit different from Simon. "Nice job, Mel," George said. Let's go down to the bar and have a beer." I nodded agreement and got dressed, then went down to the bar to say "Hi" to Clancey our favorite bartender. He knew the one beer rule for Simon and myself but two for George, or one 16 or 22 ounce draft. So Simon got his "beer draft of the day", while I asked once more for the bar IPA while George got a new amber draft. The three of us talked and smiled but never mentioned blow jobs, much less that I had given two in a half hour or so. Our beers gone - George took a 16 ounce draft while Simon and I had our 12 ounce beer. Once back upstairs we parted at our doors. It was still young, of course as dinner would not be for another half hour. I thought for a bit before deciding that sucking George and Simon was not a bad idea and I'd do it again. And I did. Within two weeks I sucked both Simon and George, each one at least once a week. Almost at once I really enjoyed my cousins. At the same time first George, and then Simon taught me the pleasures of how to make a girl cum. I became an eager subject. My clitoris became my favorite toy if George especially wasn't available. I'll never forget the first time George's tongue made me almost shriek with pleasure. At the same time it seemed that Simon and I learned more and more each time we lay on his bed or mine. Then I got a text from Simon which said, "Hey, Mel, I'm going to send you a text to two of my school friends. They are Albert and Conrad Albert's twelve and Conrad thirteen. They really need to know how to get a blow job. Will you help? I can give you bus directions from the airport hotel to Albert's house and back with Conrad." So I replied to Simon and agreed on the next day. We met at the bus stop from the airport. I knew both a bit. Albert was in seventh grade, played soccer and was African-American. Conrad I knew better - another eighth grader and maybe two inches taller than me. In any event, I met up with Simon and we went to Albert's house and then to the basement where there seemed to be a futon bedroom. A few minutes later Conrad arrived. Simon, of course, took charge. "Okay, guys. We all know Mel so we all agree that Mel is going to suck all three of us. I'll go last with Al first and then Conrad. That okay?" Simon looked at me first, then Al and Conrad. The two boys both nodded. "So let me get undressed," I said. I had a slight twinge of nerves as the only ones I'd sucked before was Simon or George. "You going to get undressed? Albert asked. "Sure. There's an old story about a girl started to suck a guy and he came all dressed and he came early and got her top all over her. So when I suck Simon or his brother George, I always take off all my clothes." I smiled. "You guys get to see me totally undressed." "Hey. I like that idea," Al said. "So okay. Simon, tell these guys what to wear for this,"I said. "Mel always gets naked and so do George and me. Sorta more interesting." "That's right," I said. I grinned at Al and Conrad, then began to strip. "At least take off your pants and underwear. But you might as well just get naked too." Al and Conrad watched in wonder as I got naked. "Okay, Al, stand by the futon and strip." Al looked a bit worried, but got undressed to reveal a four inch hard cock. I smiled. "So you're guy number three. Here goes." With that I cupped Al's ball sac, then opened my mouth to take in his cock. "Oh, shit," Al moaned as my mouth got flooded at once with his cum which had no taste at all. I swallowed Al's cum. "Oh, I should have guessed. George told me the first time he got a blow job a few years ago, he shot his wad at once. So, look, George, after I suck Simon, I'll suck you again. Conrad, you might just turn your back and beat off first." "So, Simon, why not I suck you now and then Conrad and then Al again." "Sure, Mel. I always like the way you suck dicks." At that he got undressed. As soon as he was he got in front of me, waiting. At once I took his balls and dick to proceed to give him a blow job, like I'd done to him two days earlier. Simon kept up his patter for the two minutes I sucked him until he warned me he was about to cum. He came, of course, then I let him calm down and withdrew. As Simon stepped away, Conrad stepped up. He'd followed my suggestion and beat off first. He got hard again almost at once and lasted over a minute as I sucked him. Al presented himself again and I sucked him, this time with his lasting at least a minute. We all laughed and talked for a few minutes as we all got dressed. "Can we do this again some time?" Al asked. "Sure," I said. Maybe next week some time." That happened. Both Conrad and Albert found a girl each who learned how to perform oral sex. On the other hand, both Conrad and Albert returned from time to time to see how my sucking went. It seemed a bit odd, but Albert always found a white girl to suck him. In addition to my step brothers George and Simon and then Conrad and Albert two other guys approached me. One was Charlie, who was fourteen and I gave him three or four blow jobs. The other was Gustaf, a fifteen year old exchange student from Bavaria. Turned out that George told him about me and he contacted me at once. He came up to my apartment one day after school. We really made out that day. Within an hour I saw the bulge in his pants. We started undressing each other and almost screamed enjoy when I saw his rock hard seven inch cock. For six months I sucked him at least once a week before he was called home. I came real close to presenting my virginity to him before he left. `There was no question that George and Simon were my two regulars and I sucked each of them at least once a week. Almost all of the other guys I blew wanted me to go ahead and surrender my virginity, but I refused. I was going to be a virgin until I was at least fifteen. Then one Friday when I expected Conrad to meet me for a blowjob, I came back to the hotel with a 92 for a Calc test. My uncle totally blew his top. "How the fuck can you blow a 92 on a calc test," he roared. "It was the highest grade on the test, Uncle Mike," I stammered. "It was your grade. There's only one thing, Melinda. George. Go get the paddle. Melinda,strip from the waist down." "I'm a girl, Uncle Mike. I can't do that! "You'll be gone by the morning if you don't. You've seen both George and Simon make their cock swing. I hope this will be the only time your pussy ducks. But now, strip completely. Bare ass naked." "Better do it, Mel," Simon said. "Yeah, Mel,"George said. I began to tear up even as I started to strip. I'd seen both boys get swats. In a few minutes, I was bare nude, bent over, holding onto my knees. "Count, George," Uncle Mike said. George did. Each strike hurt. I teared up, but didn't bawl. When it was over, Simon gathered up my clothes and the paddle as George helped me to my room, then actually picked me up to lay me on my stomach. He returned with a very cold towel to place on my butt. He actually kissed me. I didn't eat much supper. The calc grade never got mentioned again. Well, it did. A week later the calc teacher gave me a remake and it increased to a 98. The other students didn't mind that a bit. A week after that I went to the bar I normally went to, the bartender who was probably Irish and drew an Irish beer for me. I was alone as George and Simon had some stuff to do. A man came and sat down next to me. He looked fairly young - maybe late 30s or early 40s. He smiled at me, then pleasantly said, "Uh, pardon me, but you look a bit young to be drinking a dark beer in this bar." "It's okay," the bartender said. "This cousin and the father's two sons have the legal right to have one and only one beer at this bar a night." He lowered his voice and said. "The dad has something like 20 million in one checking account." "Wow," I said and turned to the guy. "That's right. My step brothers, George and Simon have that okay. I have it too, since I'm the ward of their dad. I'm Melinda, but if you come here a lot, I'm Mel. But George is allowed two or one large one as he's turning eighteen." "That's interesting. You sound interesting. I'm Perry. I'm here for the next three-four months on a job." "You must pay a lot of rent," I said. "This hotel is not cheap." "I know," Perry said. "But, let me say that if you ever need help, let me know." He reached for a small wallet on his belt to take out a card. He gave it to me. "Never can tell when you need help." With that Perry finished his beer, then got off the stool. "Maybe I'll see you tomorrow evening." "That would be nice," I said. "But I'm meeting a friend in a half hour." I did not say I'd meet Charlie as he'd asked for a blow job in my bedroom. So that was how I met Perry. It didn't take too long for us to talk about a whole range of things and I got to realize he was more than I expected. He also realized that I was more than he expected. For the next two weeks we met every night at the bar, me having one beer and he, two. I learned he had an ex - wife and two young children who he took care of. For a twenty year gap we found lots of things of similar interest. At one point he let slip that my uncle was known for a mean streak. Not wanting to, I told him about the first incident with Simon two years back and then other incidents with both George and Simon. "What about you, Mel?", he asked one evening, as we each sipped our beer. We talked for a bit, then he worked it out of me. "Your uncle is due for some major trouble, Mel. Major." "What?" I asked. "That will have to wait. I don't want you involved at all." Then he laughed. "You know, I've used your bathroom a few times. There's a two person Jacuzzi in there. Do you use it?" "Yes," I replied. Quite often." I was silent for a bit. "How about us getting in it." "What to wear?" Perry said softly. I giggled. "How about nothing?" "You sure?" Perry asked "Yes. I was forced to get a beating naked. Now I want to show you how I look now. I've come to love you, Perry. I'm almost fourteen. "Will you join me?" "You are smarter than most adults," Perry said as he pulled his polo shirt off. All I could do was to follow his example. I went and began to fill the tub as we undressed. Perry looked wonderful as I looked at his erection. There was only one thing I could do, so I dropped to knees in front of him, to take his hard cock so I could put it into my mouth. "No, Mel," Perry said. "Yes. I've sucked six boys. Now I get to suck a man." Perry nodded. "Please," he said, so I did before we got into the jacuzzi to look at each other to smile, laugh, and talk. We finally got out, dried off and got into my bed, the two of us. I'd read some stuff on how to "have intercourse" and now I realized that the time had come as I rolled onto my back to hold out my arms and spread my knees. "You sure?" Perry asked. "Sure," I replied. I smiled as Perry slid between my legs, then seconds later I felt his hand guide his cock into my waiting virgin opening. Then, our arms wrapped around each other, we made love for the first time. When it was over and we cuddled and kissed, we finally parted as I let Perry go one way as I did the other. In the dim light, Perry said, "Mel, has your period started? There's a dark spot on the sheet." "Not my period, Perry. I still haven't had my first. But I'm no longer a child. Some say I'm a woman now." "I think you have been." There was a short pause. "You know the doggie position?" I shook my head. "Nope. But I love to pet them." "So you get on your hands and knees and I get behind you. You will like it." "I'm sure I will," I said. What I had to suppress was my learning that my uncle died on a golf course. They said it was a heart attack. I think it was something different. I don't know what Perry arranged to remain I. The area of the airport for the years I grew up in remained the location of Perry's work. I made sure that our sex life remained constant. My now widowed stepmother got me on birth control at once. As much as possible we had sex often. Perry accepted me sucking him twice a week and our having intercourse twice a week. Perry and I got married eight years later in Canada. We have two children now. One day Katherine, now eleven ad entering puberty came to Perry and me in the living room. "Mom," she said, "is it okay if my boyfriend Joey (who's thirteen)wants me to give him a blow job? Or is it to suck his dick?" Perry and I looked at each other. "Just make sure Joey's cock is neat and clean, dear," I said. "I suck your dad at least twice a week." Please consider a donation to Nifty